Now here I was, twenty-eight, with a sixteen year old stepson. Needless to say I wasn’t much of a parent to Mark, I worked a lot once his mom was g...ne. I provided everything he needed, including a big allowance, but I was kind of neglectful and he pretty much raised himself his last couple years of high school. He even started to take care of me, he would cook dinner, do the laundry and any other housework. However, during those last couple years of high school, I did notice changes in Mark.. I smile, comforted in knowing that my Master loves me dearly.we pull into the driveway of a house i don't recognize. there are soft lights coming through the windows and my heart begins to pound. 'I love you, My special one, and I want you to enjoy this as much as I am going to', You say as You lean over and kiss me. i smile nervously as i hear my heart begin to pound in my ears. 'i love You Master and i trust You', is all i can say as we walk to the front door... taking a deep breath, i enter. Emma lied down on the bed fully clothed, giving me an anxious look. Craig sat down next to her and started to unbutton her shirt, removing it slowly. He then put his hands on her breasts, still underneath her bra. He moved his hands around her back and undid it, pulling it away and throwing it in my direction.He now had both her breasts in his hands, rubbing her nipples. He then lowered his mouth to them, kissing each one in turn. As he is doing this he moves his hand to her jeans, pulling them. ”“Okay,” I said, and with one move, pulled Haley’s face to mine for a kiss. “Tattletale.”“Tryin’ to raise you to be a lady of quality, culture and decorum,” she smirked. “One more.”After our lips parted, Haley said, “Bill, no pants when you come in here.”Voice from up the hall. “I gotta take a shower, love. Toilet debris.”“Yuck!” I said. “C’mon, sis. Let’s go make sure he’s good and clean.”It’s gonna be one of those nights. They don’t show up on the calendar, you know. Just that sometimes, all.